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Kendji Girac - Les yeux de la mama
La madre..la patria tiene rostro y mirada de mujer...
When I am cold She becomes the light Like the sun in existence When I am hurt, she becomes the prayer She tells me everything in silence When I suffer She suffers with me When I laugh, she laughs out loud My songs are often for her She will always be my miracle When I'm not at my best She lifts me up higher than the sky She is the most magnificent of them all She is the sap (life), she is the honey Her blood is running through my veins And hundreds of memories Cradle my heart with thousands of stars She is my quest, she is my grail Oh my God, leave me My mother's beautiful eyes Please relieve me of the rest But not the sweetness of her gestures She bore me before the world She still bears me each second She will take me with her I will always be faithful to her When I am hurt, she is sweet Like a caress in existence When I give up She becomes the lioness And I get up with patience When I have the delusions of grandeur She brings me back without hurting me She is in this infernal world My star among the stars
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